Signed and Sealed With a Kiss [h.s fanfic]

Letter Thirty ♥

Leah's POV--

Driving slowly down the nieghborhood street, I tried my best to find out where his mum's house was. I had put in her address into my GPS on my phone, but the darn thing took me to the opposite side of town, causing me to have to drive in circles. Not a great start to my journey to find Harry, but I was determined to get there. 

Thankfully, he and I talked a little bit about where he grew up in a small town outside London and how his mum still lived in the same house, so that made it some what easier to find. I then knew I was to find a small home with a red door, and there would most likely be his step-dad out in th front yard doing some type of yard work. Coming to the end of the street, I finally found a house that fit those descriptions perfectly, and yes, his step-dad was outside mowing the lawn. 

I figured pulling into his driveway might be slightly strange since I didn't actually live there, so I took the time to pull over and park on the side of the street. His step-dad didn't seem to to notice me as I walked up to the front door, which I really did not mind considering I still had no idea what I was going to tell him mum. How many times does a random girl show up on your doorstep? Oh nevermind. I was at Harry Style's family home, so there was no telling how many times that had people coming up to their house wanting to find Harry.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked softly on their door. Almost immediatley, the door was swung open to reveal Harry's mum behind it, and I knew who she was right away because Harry showed me a bunch of family pictures before. 

"I'm sorry, dear. This is a family home, and no fans are allowed inside. Please try to respect our privacy." She was about to close the door, when I took a risk and held out my hand.

"I'm Leah, Harry's, um," I paused not knowing whether or not I could consider myself his girlfriend. We never really discussed it, but I guess it wouldn't hurt to call myself it for now. "I'm his girlfriend."

"Oh my, so you're the imfamous Leah? How rude of me to try and send you away. Please, come in...come in. I'm so sorry about the mix up."

Stepped aside, allowing for me to make my way into her home. What did she mean by 'imfamous'? Had Harry talked about me to his mum? How else would she know me?

"It's okay."

"Would you like a beverage? Tea? Water?"

I took a seat at her request, and I couldn't stop myself from looking all around the living room. The whole place was decorated beautifully yet still had a touch of a home feel to it with the family pictures placed everywhere. I laugehd to myself, seeing Harry as a child. He was right when he said that he was adorable. 

"Leah?"

"Oh, sorry," I said, snapping back to reality. "Tea would be lovely. Thank you."

His mum disappeared from the room and into the kitchen, but I didn't have much time to situate mysef and become comfortable considering she was back in only moments. I gripped one hand around the handle of the tea mug and wrapped the other around the side of it, placing it in my lap for the time being. 

"So, do you mind if I ask why you stopped by today?" The couch shifts as she took a seat next to me on their couch.

"Um, I was actually looking for Harry. I don't have his phone number, so I thought it might be a good idea to look here. He mentioned one day that he likes to come by here a lot."

"Yes, that is true. My Harry loves his time with mum, but would you like for me to give you his number, that way you can call him?" 

I thought about it for a moment. Did I really want his number? I mean, it was nice not having it and getting sucked into the world of technology that was bascially beginning to destroy the sense of dating someone. I ended up deciding against it.

"No thanks. Do you know when the next time he'll be here is?" She explained to me that he was to come by for dinner that night. However, by the time he would have gotten there, I would have spent fiev hours here by myself with his family, plus I had to be back in the city for plans I made with Bailey. "Could I possibly borrow a pen and paper by any chance?"

"Of course. First drawer on the right of the refridgerator."

Placing my tea mug onto the coffee table in front of us, I proceeded to make my way into the kitchen. I figured I might as well write him a letter for his mum to give him when he got there. We've been writing them for almost five months, so why stop now?

November 1, 2012

Dear Harry,

I don't know what was going through my mind when I wrote what I did. I guess I was just scared of the future and having you in it. Being with you is intemidating, so I will definitely have to get used to it. I'm not going to give up so easily though. I'm ready to make this work, okay? I'll be home at my flat tonight after ten o'clock, so please come by. I'll be waiting.

I love you, Harry.

always,

Leah

Awhhh how cute!? She realizes she wants to be with him! :) 

Okay, so last night the reads were just below 1650, and I thought we would probably make the goal around tonight. Well...HOLY MOLY! Y'all got this to 1773! That's 100 more than I asked for! Y'all are seriously amazing, and I cannot even believe it! Eeep! I'm so happy! :)) I won't ask y'all to reach any goal this weekend, but I'm sure whatever number this reaches will be incredible! Love y'all! <33